Tuesday, 1 July 2014

Note 22 : When kid`s get to work

It was drawing competition day, everyone had to create something - at home and show it to the judges the next day.

Lily loved to draw, I would be a painter some-day she'd reply everytime - to the question of wat she wanted to be.. Having looked at the master pieces of Picasso, Van Gogh, the geometry of Da Vinci, Michelangelos sculptures - technology had brought all these giants at our doorsteps, she looked for inspiration in them.

So she comes from school and the always organized Lily - today - didnt bother to arrange her bags nor did she change her school clothes.. She got canvas - her water colors - crayons - paint brushes and fell on the floor..pouring over the canvas.

Some strong brush strokes, some gentle one's..
Some thick ..
Some thin..

A barrage of colors - pastels - oil paints - she didn't leave a stone unturned.. It was a marvellous sight.. I didnt dare enter the room - lest I disturb her..

My memory fades remembering wat was the outcome..but I do remember the happiness in her eyes when she finally had completed.. She skipped food..milk..her cartoons - but my girl made a masterpiece - one Picasso too would look at and give a smile of approval..

Hdk


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